Divine Doctor's Harem

Shen Bing and Liu Yifei's expressions changed, and they immediately looked over.

They were both extremely worried and feared that Zhang Long might have been injured.

Zhang Long and Caesar stood on opposite sides, their gazes cold, locked onto each other.

Zhang Long's clothing was tattered, and his body bore numerous fist imprints, looking extremely disheveled.

However, Caesar was even worse off. One of his arms hung limply, swaying, and his body also displayed numerous fist imprints. His face bore two particularly prominent, reddened imprints.

"Ugh..."

Joseph looked at this scene, his eyes wide, shocked, and full of disbelief. Caesar, so young and robust, had actually lost to a middle-aged man? This was inconceivable.

The shock was not confined to Joseph; even Dr. William and the nurses who had rushed over were dumbfounded. They had received a call, thinking that Caesar had beaten someone or a sparring partner to the point of spitting blood, only to discover that it was Caesar who was injured.

This scene was too shocking!

In the eyes of everyone present, Caesar, the heavy artillery, was an invincible force. He had only ever inflicted injuries on others, never having been injured himself.

And now Caesar had been injured to this extent, it was simply unbelievable!

Wang Chao continued to smoke, his demeanor calm. He had anticipated this outcome and wasn't surprised at all.

Zhang Long might not be able to handle Great King-level experts, but against a War God-level opponent, Zhang Long had no problem whatsoever.

However, the battle was not over yet.

"Great!" Shen Bing and Liu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Zhang Long's injuries were not severe.

But before they could even crack a smile, their worry returned. Caesar had not collapsed, and the aura surrounding him remained incredibly powerful.

It was clear that this battle was not yet over.

The two had still not determined the winner.

Caesar clutched his injured shoulder, gritting his teeth, and looked at Zhang Long, his expression filled with disbelief. "What... What's going on? Why are you so strong?"

Zhang Long tore off his tattered clothes, his gaze icy, as he slowly spoke, "Although I am no longer young, I am by no means someone that small fries like you can provoke."

The aura surrounding him was even more potent than before, and the killing intent surged. In this moment, he seemed like a battle-hardened general conquering the field of war. His entire body exuded an atmosphere of death and power.

A surge of killing intent enveloped the area. In an instant, everyone present, including Joseph, felt as though they were in a sea of corpses and blood, a chillingly terrifying experience.

In this sea of corpses and blood, Zhang Long was like a god of death, exuding a terrifying presence.

Caesar stared wide-eyed, once again utterly stunned. He had never expected Zhang Long to possess such astonishing strength, and his killing intent was even more powerful than his.

This killing intent seemed like something that could only be condensed after slaying thousands on the battlefield.

Zhang Long's hands were stained with blood; he was undoubtedly a genuine, superlative expert.

"You little bastard, you wanted to bully us, but you've picked the wrong guy." Zhang Long took a step forward and came in front of Caesar.

Compared to Caesar, Zhang Long was noticeably shorter. However, his aura and power were more than twice as strong as Caesar's.

Caesar had already been awed and terrified by Zhang Long's overwhelming presence. He felt as though he was confronting a demon who had emerged from the depths of a killing hell.

However, in front of these two stunningly beautiful women and their employer, he couldn't lose his aura and dignity.

So, he forcefully suppressed his inner terror and maintained that lofty appearance, saying coldly, "Old man, you think that will make me surrender? I fear nothing, not even the heavens. I called you a skinny monkey; so what?"

Boom!

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Long struck him hard in the abdomen. The powerful blow sent him flying over ten meters before crashing to the ground.

This strike was delivered by Zhang Long, filled with anger.

After crashing to the ground, Caesar coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He felt that at least three of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs ached terribly.

Zhang Long stood tall, looking down at Caesar and said coldly, "You called us skinny monkeys, but now you, who couldn't even beat a skinny monkey like me, what does that make you? Trash?"

"You dare to call me trash?" Caesar roared, his eyes turning scarlet like a wild beast.

He had always been a prodigy since childhood, growing up amidst the praise and admiration of everyone. Now, being reprimanded like this by a nearly fifty-year-old man filled him with profound humiliation, uncontainable fury. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he seemed on the verge of going berserk.

Zhang Long sneered, "You little bastard, you've reaped what you've sown. Do you now know what it feels like to be despised? Have you realized your mistake?"

"Remember this well. From today onwards, you're not allowed to call us skinny monkeys. Otherwise, every time I see you, I'll teach you a lesson."

With that, he coldly glanced at Caesar and turned to leave.

This was Joseph's place, and they still depended on his protection for their livelihood. If Zhang Long injured Caesar too severely, it would be difficult for Joseph to face it.

Therefore, he didn't go too far and didn't use excessive force. He merely broke Caesar's arm as punishment for his impertinence.

"You skinny monkey, how dare you look down on me? Ahhh! I'll kill you!"

Behind him, Caesar roared into the sky. His eyes turned blood-red and ferocious. He produced a blue pill from his pocket and hastily shoved it into his mouth.

Crack, crack, crack!

After swallowing the pill, his eyes suddenly widened, and a strange blue light flickered in them. Following this, something even stranger occurred.